And great legs-I hope she spoke english. She said "how are u feeling Mr. S*********?" A lovely voice and to me an accent. Wow! I said Ok, little...pain. She checked my blood pressure, temp and pulse Ox. Everything was good-we chatted a bit-she seemed a bit flirty,probably just being friendly I thought. She sat down and asked me about my business and we talked for quite a while, she said it was slow tonite on the floor. I really liked her and I thought something was happening between us, but. He's Cuckold123, I'm his daughter, I'll be Cuckoldgirl123. I'll be opening my own profile this week. Would love to chat with your daughter.(Jim) Well hey Cuckoldgirl, yea, I've been communicating with your Dad for quite a while. I'd like to think that I inspired him, although I really believe he was into IR sex before he found me. Yea, what I'll do is have my daughter set up a profile of her own. As I told you Dad, it was unbelieveably hot watching her getting bred by that big dicked stud, was. ‘Pose, you are the devil herself.’ Kevin said as he held up his glass to toast. ‘You have no idea.’ She smiled and they drank. She surveyed the atmosphere of the party. Everything looked fairly normal, with the exception of a door in the middle of a far wall. It was decked out in streamers and tiny orange lights. It was guarded by a man dressed as an english guard, save for the mtark white mask that covered his entire face. ‘Is that the door?’ Posie asked the bartender. He smiled and said,. He leaned forward and grabbed a fist full of my hair. He pulled my head back hard.“I know what you really need,” Allen grunted in my ear. I felt the thick head of his cock enter my tight cunt. With one hard thrust he filled me entirely. He held himself deep inside me causing me to squirm. I needed more. Finally, he withdrew and began slamming into me, grunting with each stride. I could feel the pressure of an orgasm building. Allen seemed to notice because he picked up his pace. I couldn’t take.